"George, I fucked up."
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"What?" George pulled away from the hug, worriedly searching Dream's face for anything wrong. Dream pushed past his friend, walking over and sitting down on his bed, George on his heels. Dream groaned, burying his head in his hands, thoughts starting to overwhelm him.
I overreacted. I didn't think. I didn't think. Why didn't I think?! Ugh, this is all so stupid. Why can't I handle things like this any better?
"Dream?" George asked, snapping the other out of his thoughts, "Did you not hear me?"
Dream shook his head in response, keeping his head in his hands.
George spoke calmly, not wanting to make Dream uncomfortable in any sort of way, "What happened?"
Fuck. Dream suddenly regretted his decision to admit to the other he had made a mistake. Multiple mistakes, actually. His mind recalled how he had dumbly locked himself in his room instead of just talking to his friends. Why am I so stupid?
"Dream?"
"Sorry, I was thinking." Dream murmured in response.
"Answer the question." George's voice was more firm now, keen to get to the bottom of what was going on.
"You won't judge or anything?"
"Promise, I won't."
Dream lifted his head, looking at the floor and still not making eye contact. Slowly, he lifted up the sleeve of his right arm, revealing the unsettling amount of cuts he had placed over his skin. George's eyes widened as he let out a small gasp, reaching for Dream's arm to get a better look. The other flinched at the motion, pulling his sleeve down once again in a heartbeat.
"Oh Dream."
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The clock in the hallway was the only thing that broke the silence. As it ticked, George managed to formulate a question he had wanted to ask for a while now,
"Why?"
A/N- Sorry for the short chapter and inactivity, I'm on (another) vacation.
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The Clock
FanfictionAs Dream laid on his bed, he stared up at the ceiling fan, watching as it slowly came to a stop. The old and tired wood gave a feeble squeak before becoming still. Dream felt an aching tiredness sweep over his body, draining all the remaining energy...
